Sequoia Coast Am I Special?

Luke momentarily had the wind taken from his sails as the she-wolf responded, and he blinked at her as in disbelief. "You don't like the water?" he asked, pulling himself out of his play bow and into a casual stand. His tail had slowed to a slight wave, hanging behind him. He watched her curiously as she laid down, crossing her legs before placing her head on them. Luke was used to being the one that was oddly comfortable around strangers, he was not used to them acting without reservation around him.

"Besides aren't there better forms of fun out there?" she asked, and Luke's tail once more moved in a perkier wag as a grin came across his lips. "More fun than water? You're crazy!" he replied joyously with a chuckle. Unwittingly he played right into her plan, strolling toward her until he was just a foot from her, peering down at her. "Come on," he drawled, hoping to appeal to her playful side, if she had one. "Come jump the waves with me!"